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Man V Horse 8th June
A great turn out of Hay Hotfooters, 5 of us taking on the full distance and 2 relay teams. The course was very different this year and slightly longer (I say slightly, it felt like a 100 miles). The weather was amazing but quite hot for running, luckily my neighbour was waiting at the finish with a glass of prosecco! We will all be back next year with more Hotfooters in tow!
Jo
A view from the third leg of a lame old mare
I’d been gutted, listening to all of the talk and arrangements for Man v Horse. I was injured and there was no way I was going to be able to do it, or so I thought! Wind on a few weeks, and a telephone call from Tina to ask if I would be interested in being part of a three person relay. Sarah was injured and couldn’t run, it would be the third leg which was just under 9 miles. Could I? Would I? ABSOLUTELY! I haven’t been so excited for quite some time I can tell you! I’d heard of this race, I’d seen clips of it, it looked wonderfully bonkers – just up my street.
An early morning rendezvous and we were off in Shaun’s charabanc, heading up the valley to Llanwrtyd Wells, a pretty little town with an eccentric reputation for events out of the ordinary (see Bog Snorkelling). The place was buzzing. After a briefing at the school, we assembled in the centre of town for the start, which was to be followed 15 minutes later by the start of the horses. I’d have liked to see them start, but Martyn and I had a bus to catch to our relay point.
Already on their way were Martin, John, Jo, Lily and Chris doing the whole thing and Diane and Alan N on the first legs of the two relay teams. Tina and Alan H had set off earlier on a bus to their relay point.
Thoughts of my stomach are never far from my mind and my big question was what to eat and when. I’d had my breakfast at 7:30, the race started at 11am, but I wouldn’t start running until around 1:30. When in doubt, eat a banana. Which I did sat in a very pretty spot, next to a ford on the edge of a well-kept farmyard. Martyn and I speculated about when the first competitors to come through our relay point would arrive, and whether they would have two legs or four. It was a man who came through first and he was flying. By the time they passed our position they had already done a half-marathon distance but still had 10 miles to go (the race distance had sneakily increased). They flung their checkpoint tokens into a bucket, grabbed a drink and sped off up the hill. We waited a bit longer and the cry came down that the first horse was coming through. My god what a sight! It cantered through the ford and sped off. Blimey, this was fantastic. The runners were coming thick and fast (or rather skinny and fast!) and Martyn and I were so caught up in the excitement of cheering people on (including our Hotfooting colleagues doing the full distance) as they headed towards another hill, that we were rather taken aback to see Alan H bowling towards us. He passed the relay sweatband to Martyn, and he was off up the hill. It was just a short wait and then Tina came in to pass the band to me and I was off, not quite hot on Martyn’s heels, but heading in the same direction. And that direction was up, and up and up some more. The good news was that it was so steep and so early in my leg that there was no way I was running it, so used it to warm up my legs and power walked up to the top. For the next 10 miles it was up and down with beautiful views popping up to lift the spirits and spur you on. There was a group of riders that on each hill would pass me on the uphill, but revenge was mine on the downhill. Ultimately they beat me home, but they had more legs than me!
It was a fantastic experience, no doubt helped by the beautiful weather, and to be cheered through to the finish by the ever supportive Hotfooters was worth every uphill step.
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Crockodile 8 Posted by Rachel
A return to running?
Earlier in the year I had entered a few races, planned what I was going to do and when and even paid for them. So, when I picked up an injury (I don’t run fast enough, how can I get an injury?) I was a bit miffed to say the least. This went on for quite a long time, and I missed race after race. After several weeks of gentle runs and stretching, I decided that enough was enough, it was time to get off my ever increasing backside and just get out there and do a race. The next race was Crocodile 8, which is a testing little trot, and just for fun this year it was lengthened by the best part of a mile – oh joy! There were five of us on the start line, Ange, Diane and me for the girls and John and Martin representing the boys. It’s been a bit on the cool side this year, but not this Sunday, it was boiling and a 3pm start time didn’t help much. The route takes you through some apple orchards before a little trot along the road and then the approach to the Crocodile. Once the 100 steps had been over-come, we were rewarded with the bluebells that were missing from Shobdon (as was I) and the most wonderful smell of wild garlic – if ever there is an experience to lift the spirits and the speed of my feet, it’s what you find at the top of the Crocodile. Running downhill had been a bit painful of late, so the downhill canter from the woods, something which I would usually enjoy and go for with gusto, I was apprehensive about. My leg still felt OK, but would it stand up to the downhill and then another 4 miles. It did, and the downhill bit was fab! Comparing last years times with this years slightly longer route, we were all much of a muchness, with one exception, but I’ll spare his blushes and we’ll put it down to a mornings chain sawing and having his directions over-ruled on the way there!
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Magic Roundabout 2nd June
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Big Black Mountain Challenge
More Hotfooters and friends than ever turned out to run the various routes on this fund raiser for the Mountain Rescue. There are 3 routes varying in distance but all starting and finishing at Llantony Abbey. It doesn't matter which course you tackle there are plenty of mountains to test your endurance.
The weather was glourious and we all set off at a leisurely pace up the first climb (as there are many more to come) Once up the first peak the long course peel off down into the next valley for a series of up and downs before joining the middle route back at The Twmpa. Several hundred people enjoyed a fabulous day in the Black Mountains before a very steep descent back to Llantony and a pint of cider (well I did anyway). Click here for photos
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 Durness HH Poet Laureate Lily
To the (Cape Wrath) Lighthouse
A ferry trip o'er the Kyle, then climb over two thousand feet
Wee rest at twenty two miles, but your marathon's not complete
Lighthouse behind you and all those hills - how your poor legs ache!
Stagger to the village hall, great finish with soup, tea and cake
Recovery from a marathon? What better than a ceilidh
Cullen skink with venison then dance the Gordons gaily
Langoustine and lobster, until you Strip the Willow
A dram too many with the dozen desserts? Maybe time for your pillow
Not quite a personal best? What were you doing all week?
Raced a half, a hill and a trail run, fancy dress run on the beach
There was a pub quiz and a barbie, a Munro and piles of pasta
But did all those beers sunk with old friends really help me go faster?
Sea, mountain and loch, gleaming gorse and purple heather
Rain, wind then sun - the last few minutes weather!
Journey to the far north for magical Cape Wrath week
Beautiful scenery and runs and the folk that make it unique
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Neolithic Marathon 5th May 2013 Posted by Jo
I missed out on this event a few years ago due to an injury so I've had it on my list for a while. The Marathon is part of a fund raising event for the Wiltshire Wildlife Trust. The day includes Cannix, mountain biking, 3 different walking distances, a half marathon and the full neolithic marathon.
The race starts at Avebury and meanders along the Sarcen Trail to Stonehenge. The event organisers are at pains to point out that this is not a race as there are no prizes however as it is chipped timed it attracted some pretty scary looking lean mean runners as well as the likes of me.
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YORKSHIRE 2 PEAKS RACE or THE VIEW FROM THE REAR (by Lily)
A good friend (John) from Scotland asked us to run the iconic Three Peaks fell race with him to celebrate his 50th birthday around the same time Johnny Whippet mentioned that he wanted to add this race to his CV this year. Thus were hatched the plans for a weekend away in Yorkshire, staying at the farm and campsite of (unbeknownst to us) the fell running hero Tom Sedgwick. Perhaps I should have made a few more enquiries when his wife said on the phone "Three Peaks Fell race - oh yes, my daughter won the ladies race a couple of years ago".
Perhaps we should have spotted that most farmer campsite owners don't loiter around their guest caravans on a Sunday morning, pre-breakfast, wanting a full race post mortem and debrief. (But more on this later).
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Derby 10k 28th April Posted by Jo
The annual running of the Derby 10k has become a ritual for me as it coincides with both my parents birthdays and this time a special birthday for my Mum and a suprise visit home from my brother Michael. Annabel and I picked him up from the airport on the way up for a wonderful family weekend. Saturday nights celebrations ended in an early night for me and very suprisingly left Mum and Dad up partying while I went to get some shuteye for the early start. 3,500 runners and a great atmosphere starting and finishing at Pride Park, home to Derby County. the route takes you up and down the centre of town, where Mum and Dad were waiting to cheer me on, then around the old town and past the Cathedral before following the River Trent back to Pride Park. Rather cruelly you approach the stadium and crowds of supporters before heading a way on a loop around the back of the Football ground. Michael and Annabel were waiting here cameras poised, In previous years you enter the stadium and run one lap to the finish, this year due to a slight change in the course I was caught unawares by entering the final lap and seeing the finish straight ahead! This meant I had a bit in the tank and sprinted to the end. Every now and again I enjoy the mass participation events, great atmosphere and many stories to be told. It can be emotional and uplifting. |
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 Hay Bluff 10.7 mile Sunday Social
A beautiful day the sun glistening on the mountain snow but warm and snow free in Hay. A small group with more dogs than runners set off up to Hay Common, Wern Alt Common and up to the Offas Dyke path. The view was spectacular, we'd reached the snowline and the mountains looked wonderful. The snow was still suprisingly deep in places with some of us disapearing in a snow drift periodically. We ran along the lower foothills of Hay Bluff to the quarry and headed back via the forestry to the woodland above Cusop Dingle. A 3 hour run with great company, back in time for Sunday dinner. Click here for photos |
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Might Contain Nuts Half Marathon Fell Race (Black Mountains) 26.3.2013 Posted by Jo
Ange's idea sounded good, a half marathon in the Black Mountains. Part of the Might Contain Nuts Ultra series, a gentle introduction back into ultra running. Having not been running long distance for a while due to injury I decided to join the hardcore fell runners (John, Imme and Ange) and give it a go. There was snow on the tops but provided you could see it was a glourious course. It snowed the night before..heavily! The MCN team carried on regardless and set up the alternaive route, slightly lower and accessable by rescue vehicles. Imme picked us up in the land drover (we would never have got out of Hay otherwise) By Talgarth the roads had cleared and we all realised we would be doing the race.
A great atmosphere at the start, ultra races always seem to be a bit more relaxed than anyother races. We were running the same route as the ultra runners as they were doing 2 laps. After some road we turned off and up towards Waun Fach, a long steep climb where the path turned to ice the higher we got. Once at the peak of our run, 650 metres and white out, we turned sharp and descended. Running on top of snow covered heather was a joy, until everyone seemed to be sprawled all over the path. A large sheet of ice covered our run and the only way to negociate it was on all fours or spread eagled across grabbing bits of frozen grass. Once safely at the bottom a bit more road and then another climb and descent which eventually brought us to the foot of Castle Dinas . The route then wound it's way along side the mountain road and back to the finish.
Congratuations to Ange who was first woman in on the half marathon. brillant run, thanks Mat and MCN Team Photos here |
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Sunday social Black Mountains 17th March
A suprise snowfall on Saturday night put the run in jeopardy (rather the drive as Hotfooters run in all conditions!) However it was perfect, the roads clear all the way up to the mountains and sunshine and snow all the way round. We started above Talgarth and took the path hugging the foothills of the mountains. The Twmpa loomed a head and we started our climb up to the top and miles of fresh white snow. A good dog turnout again although the terriors nearly disapeared in the snow drifts. Three falls, several snowballs and steep slippy descent back to the cars. A great way to spend a Sunday.
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Brummies Burn March 10th
A good turn out from HH for the first Club Championship race. Muddy conditions and a bitter cold air meant not too many bare legs though the whippet did grace us with the famous red shorts, ditching gloves at the last moment! As usual you forget the long spongy run across the fields on the otherside of the woods. By the time you reach the woodland climb legs are feeling a little wobbley. After lung busting uphill stride you reach the top of the woods. All of a sudden energy comes back and before you is a couple of miles of flat and downhill woodland trails. this race also has one of the best finishes. Sweeping round the front of the house downhill to the finish, tea and cake Congratulations to Gary on his first off road race. A cracking run.
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Club social run Hay to the Begwyns and back
The Sunday social runs are a real highlight for me. Great friends lovely countryside and a chance to get out with the dog and explore. This time we were nearly out numbered by the dogs who had a great time on a relatively sheep free run. We headed out from Hay on the Wye Valley walk over to Lowes and then climbed up through woodland, across fields and muddy bridleways until we reached the Begwyns home of The Magic Roundabout. After a run around the footpaths we ran straight back down a muddy, rutted stoney path back to Llowes. A quick ascent and a wonderful fast mad run downhill back down to the river. About 12 miles in all. I could really feel it the next day but it was well worth it.
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Muddy Woody Feb 17th
A clasic race, great weather and loads and loads of lovely mud. A good turnout of Hotfooters and especially our newest members, who were also taking part in there first race (what a one to choose) Congratulations to Ali and Cheryl who have now survived The Muddy Woody.
The course was slightly different to usual and we were all agreed a much better route with it seemed more time in the woods and some lovely climbs and decents.
Tough this year due to the mud but a cracking run!
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Long Myndd
Two brave (or foolish?) HHs (Blister Boy Martin the Younger and John the Whippet) had a go with the real runners – in the Long Mnyd Valleys fell race (11 miles and 4,500 feet of climbing) run from Church Stretton on Sunday 10th March (the day after Wales beat France in Paris!).
How did we get on? Well, you might think that the Whippet’s 17 (!) average minutes per mile for the race meant that he crawled most the way (this is slower than a steady walk!). However, Blister Boy (probably the best runner in HH?? – don’t tell him this) only managed 15 minute miles! Perhaps you begin to get the picture (flat road running this was not)!
The ascents were brutal – and the descents (normally much loved by the Whippet and usually taken at break neck speed) were practically impossible to do without continually falling “A over T” (even the Mudclaws couldn’t cope with these conditions).
The weather was a mixture of driving rain, sleet and snow (it didn’t let up at all) – and as soon as we left the start we were up into the mist (no views all day, apart from wet bog and swollen streams). Inevitably there were casualties – the results were peppered with “DNFs” and the event centre afterwards was full of hypothermic runners.
However BB and the Whippet survived to tell the tale (just) – and within a few hours the horror of it had begun to wear off (although the Whippet still wakes up in a cold sweat when he remembers jumping across – just about – the final stream and then looking up the last hill as the top disappeared steeply into the mist); no doubt we will be back on the starting line next year full of enthusiasm.
If you like your running “hard core” then the LMV (in bad weather) is just the race for you. It is brilliantly marshaled (imagine standing around – still - on an exposed hill top for three hours or so in gale force wet sleet) and Mercia Fell Runners do a great job. They even laid on soup (for the Whippet) and a masseuse (for BB) in the event centre! It will be worth the rest of the HH fell team entering next year just to see the confused look on BB’s face as he lay on the massage table – “pain or pleasure”?
The Whippet – 11.3.13
PRESTEIGNE X-COUNTRY
And so it came to pass that 9 brave Hotfooters turned out this Sunday for the last of the winter series. Vincent, Chris, John, Martin, Ashley, Imme, Rachel, Harriet and Susannah were all there.....some to enjoy the scenery, some because they believed the course was flat but mainly they were there to see Carl's sixpack.
In true Hotfooter style everyone had a excuse ranging from lack of training and ongoing injuries to a variety of illnesses. Vincent was the first in closely followed by Martin. Rachel deserves a special mention for ignoring the "ladies this way" sign but the runner of the day was clearly Ashley. Only an athlete of his calibre could not train for 6 months and then eat several pies whilst cosuming several pints the day before the race. So confident was he of his natural ability that he chose to run in his road shoes (although critics suggested that this was because he accidentally turned up with his wife's shoes).
If only Harriet had participated in one more race she would have picked up a medal. Luckily the honour of the club was saved by the gorgeous Susannah who picked up a silver medal in her age category. Well done Susannah!
The "Muddy Woody" beckons.....
(posted by Martin)
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Snowy Sunday run 20.1.13 Posted by Jo
The snow was still lying quite thick on the roads so we abandoned our original mountain run and instead set off from Hay carpark on a network of pathways, some of which we'd never been on before. It always amazes me that there are still new runs to be found right on the doorstep. What a great couple of hours (prob nearer to 3!) of running and chatting we had as well as posing for some snowy photos. (some of us posed more than others mentioning no names Whippit and Gazelle boy!)
We started by running up to Hay common past the cemetary and then across to the woods above Llanigon. Some lovely downhill woodland paths all covered in snow. The next bit was new to us and John had the map out ensuring we went in the right direction. The path took us to the road the Hillraiser comes down, it looked totally different covered in a sheet of ice and a dusting of snow, very slippy. After climbing the road until it met with a farm, we turned left through the farmyard and out on to a common. This was amazing, I couldn't believe non of us had been there before, lots of wooden walkways and paths eventually cutting across the Offas Dyke path. After heading down Offas Dyke on to familiar territory we ran across to Cusop Dingle and up to Cusop Hill. Everything was covered in ice and very deep snow which caught some of us unawares and there was plenty of stumbling through snow drifts. We finished off with a lovely downhill run back to Cusop Church finishing off with hot choclate and cake at Shepherds. Thanks to all that came along...alot of fun!
The best way to start a Sunday
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Hereford 10k New Years day
Very apt that this race starts at the rowing club as it was a very wet start...infact the start line was flooded and Wye Valley Runners had to organise another start and finish line. Overflow parking was exactly that and John (I know where we're going Whippit Price) found us a fantastic parking slot (miles away) and a shortcut (flooded) to the race HQ. However as usual a great way start the new year and a good HH turnout. Alan H, getting in some extra training now retirement has finally caught up, put in a brilliant run as did Rachel....the prize for best run though goes to new comer Gary supported by Alan Mac. Taking part in his first race he did him self proud. Well done Gary!
Monkhall Cross country posted by John (whippit) Price
The HH cross country team overcame a late withdrawal of its captain (claiming a “bit of a cold” and overwork) to put in a very creditable performance at the Monkhall cross country on Sunday. The captain’s withdrawal came as much as a surprise as Susannah and Harriet turning up early!
The ladies were led home by Jodie Broad, followed by Susannah, Rachel, Emma (R ) and Harriet (the latter running her second cross country race of the week end – but as the first went through a B&Q car park we are not sure that it qualifies as “cross country”).
The boys team was depleted – in fact there were only three of us – Andy Broad, Tim Rawlins (a welcome return to the HH fold) and John the Whippet (whose performance sadly was less than whippet like on this occasion). Come on you male HHs – we must raise at least a full team for the next race at Presteigne.
At for the race – it was a glorious sunny (but cold) morning with challenging slopes, cloying mud and frosty meadows (but at least the much feared ankle twisting frozen ruts failed to materialize). In all, perfect cross country conditions enjoyed by all who took part (once the finish line had been crossed) - organized as ever by the highly competent and friendly Wye Valley Runners. It was just a shame that there were not more HHs to benefit from the experience – but we will put that right at Presteinge (won’t we!?). |
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